In the demon world, Rong Xian held the Epiphyllum in hand and walked towards Hua Jun. Every step is thousands of miles apart, and the figure seems to be slow and fast.
Suddenly, she stopped in one place, looked down at Epiphyllum and asked, "Did there be a baby crying just now?"
Epiphyllum gently swayed, and the petals poked in a certain direction.
As Rong Xian got closer to that direction, the occasional baby cry became louder, but the air was hot and humid, contradicting strangely.
She found it more and more interesting.
Soon, she saw a grand canyon.
The Grand Canyon is deep and dark, and there is a faint sound, as if there is a behemoth walking below.
She was in shape and flew down.
After bypassing the vines, she met countless pairs of eyes.
Those eyes are ignorant and innocent, but also cruel and cold from the bones.
Rong Xian's eyes were sparkling, she was suspended in front of the behemoth, and the powerful coercion suppressed it so that it could not breathe.
"You are so beautiful. The bright colors on your body and the clear lines on your body even make my heart flutter." Rong Xian couldn't restrain her desire for praise, and she stared at it for a moment. Look, it's almost like seeing the beauty of nature.
And there is a trace of true dragon blood in the body of the nine babies, which is really interesting.
The ephemeral demon in her arms refused to agree, no one could compare to her beauty.
"Mother God, this nine baby is not as good-looking as me, you can just look at me." Wuxia contended for favor.
Rong Xian focused on the name of this behemoth: "You mean, her name is Jiuying? It's a nice name too."
Jiuying, who was lying on the ground unable to move, stared at the goddess who fell from the sky in front of her with her nine heads. She opened her mouth to say something, but what came out was a sound like a baby crying.
Jiuying is extremely ignorant. It has been sleeping under the Grand Canyon for a long time. Because the surrounding environment is not liked by demons, the ten demon kings rarely come here. Occasionally, a little demon will pass by unintentionally, and will be shocked by the demon energy around him.
Unexpectedly, I noticed the change in the demon world this time, and when I woke up, I saw a goddess, who looked very unrestrained and unrestrained.
Seeing that Jiuying was dumbfounded, Rong Xian couldn't help but say, "It's a silly character."
She pressed her fingertips on Jiuying's head, and the power of fate enveloped Jiuying's whole body.
But in an instant, Jiu Ying's past, present, and future destiny flowed in her eyes.
She did not withdraw her hand, but her expression was extremely complicated.
These nine infants have never committed sins, and heaven and earth have given them some protection. But when it comes to the world one day, it will be persecuted by humans.
It stands to reason that the human race and the demon race are not harmonious, and it is normal for them to persecute each other, but Rong Xian is a little bit unbearable to see this side today.
After hesitating for a moment, she sighed silently, with a smile on her lips, but her eyes showed a warning, but her tone was full of blessings: "As long as you don't forget your original intention and don't do anything wrong, you can be safe and sound."
She slammed her finger on Jiuying's head and smiled lightly: "I hope you are still the same after the wind and frost, and we will have the day to see you again."
Jiuying was so ignorant that it heard the first sentence, but the second sentence said by the goddess could not be understood under certain rules.
Jiuying was stunned, one of the heads rubbed lightly on Rong Xian's hand, and cried a few more times, wanting the goddess to say a few more words.
Rong Xian seemed to be able to understand what it said, smiled and patted its head and said, "When the opportunity comes, you will understand."
Afterwards, she flew away with the Epiphyllum in her hand, but she had no nostalgia for Jiuying, who had greatly admired her.
Jiuying's nine heads all looked at the back of Rong Xian's departure, and suddenly there was a little more longing in her heart, who had always lived and had no desires.
It wants to catch up with the goddess, and wants to let the goddess praise it again and touch its head.
Rong Xian, who had already left, was approaching the Huajun Demon Palace, and a flawless voice came out: "Mother God, since you like Jiuying, why don't you take her with you?"
Rong Xian touched the petals of the Epiphyllum, frowned and said, "The time has not come."
She looked at the sky and said, "After self-cultivation is successful, what I feel most is that the world has its own destiny. Even if you destroy it, you will find it somewhere else."
She said solemnly: "I am the robbery of that little guy. Only if she deserves the robbery and gets out of the robbery will she be qualified to meet me."
Epiphyllum didn't quite understand, but asked suspiciously, "How long will it take?"
Rong Xian smiled and said, "Probably after my like-minded old friend got the Tao, then let's see if Jiu Ying's original intention is the same as before."
After she finished her gossip, she stopped in front of the Demon King's Palace.
An obscure force spread out from Rong Xian's body and turned into a French net to cover the palace. Rong Xian waved her hand, and Epiphyllum flew into the air, turning into a beautiful figure.
"Go, it would be better if you could replace Hua Jun." Rong Xian said casually.
The Epiphyllum Demon looked extremely excited. If she could become the Demon King, would the Mother God recognize her
When you think about it, it's really full of motivation.
Her hands quickly formed a seal in the mid-air, and the faint fragrance permeated the air. One after another, the epiphyllum absorbed the vitality of other flowers, plants and trees, but in an instant, the land was full of epiphyllum.
Rong Xian looked down at the slender Epiphyllum at her feet, and in a trance remembered the yew trees in the Little Thousand Realms Guitu City, which were like fire.
She pinched her brows and laughed, "I'm really old, and I actually miss the past."
Cang Tian pondered for a long time and said, "If you are given the opportunity to go back to the past, would you be willing to change the fate of the Rong Clan?"
His words were not spoken at random. As the heavenly way of a world, as long as he is willing to pay the price, he can of course turn back time.
Rong Xian didn't take him for a joke, but thought about it for a moment, and said, "I don't want to exchange my current achievements for the past. But if you give me a happy childhood, I will gladly accept it."
She said with great interest: "There are so many small worlds, just find one to copy the original Small Thousand Worlds and develop into a parallel world, or another timeline where the Rong family has not been exterminated. I will divide it up when the time comes. A soul power reincarnated in the past..."
She opened her mouth and kept talking, completely forgetting the fierce battle ahead.
Cang Tian endured and interrupted her: "You're not afraid of being bullied on another timeline."
After listening to Rong Xian, she smiled gloomily: "Siming Daoist is watching."
Anyone who dares to bully her is simply tired of living.
"Cub, don't laugh like a villain." Cang Tian said bitterly.
Rong Xian said slyly: "Oh, my father is kind-hearted, but I can't blame you. You are helping me, and you are also a member of the villain. It's understandable to be scared."
Cangtian was very angry at this yin and yang talk, and turned around and unilaterally blocked the cub.
After Rong Xian slapped Cang Tian, she felt much more relaxed.
But in my heart, I really think about creating a parallel world to complete the regret, and by the way, let's see how far she and I can go. Immediately, her attention fell on the ephemeral demon whose petals were all mutilated.
Obviously, the Epiphany Demon failed.
Although she was born by Rong Xian, she is not a demon king or a demon king, and her strength is completely incomparable to Hua Jun.
Rong Xian was not surprised. She flashed her figure and rescued the Epiphyllum Demon before it was killed.
Her palm pressed down suddenly, and the power of the French Open covered Hua Jun, blurring her human figure, and a graceful and luxurious peony was looming.
"Your Highness, please be merciful." Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Hua Jun immediately begged for mercy.
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